Monarchs' Intimate Rehearsal

Amidst the heady scent of roses, the future king and queen, driven by a primal hunger, shed their regal garments. Her corset unlaced, she bares her breasts, nipples hard and begging for his touch. He obliges, squeezing and pinching as she gasps, her pussy clenching in anticipation. He lifts her onto the stone fountain, her legs wrapped around his waist, his cock poised at her entrance. She impales herself, taking him deep, riding him with abandon. Their bodies slap together, the sound echoing through the garden as they fuck like animals, their royal duties temporarily forgotten.

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